5Behind and before Thou hast besieged me, And Thou dost place on me Thy hand.
6Knowledge too wonderful for me, It hath been set on high, I am not able for it.
7Whither do I go from Thy Spirit? And whither from Thy face do I flee?
8If I ascend the heavens — there Thou art, And spread out a couch in Sheol, lo, Thee!
9I take the wings of morning, I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea,
10Also there Thy hand doth lead me, And Thy right hand doth hold me.